1318. Chapter 1318 Is He Really Here?

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Lan Feifei's heart ached even more. At a certain moment when she answered the phone, she suddenly felt like crying. She endured her physical discomfort and tried to make her voice sound more casual and cheerful.

"What are you doing?" On the other end of the phone, there was some noisy music and the sound of a group of people shouting to the beat. He Chaoran's voice sounded like he was still breathing, as if he had just finished dancing.

"No...nothing, just watching TV out of boredom!" Lan Feifei pressed her stomach tightly with her hand and wiped the cold sweat on her forehead with her other hand.

"It's so boring... Then did you miss me?" He Chaoran smiled softly, "In another week, I can go back to find you."

"Of course I miss you." Lan Feifei also twitched her lips and smiled awkwardly. Of course she missed him. When she was most vulnerable and helpless, she wanted him to be with her.

"Well, I miss you too." He Chaoran blew a kiss into the microphone, "It's so boring to practice singing and dancing here every day. It would be great if you could accompany me. By the way, my concert, You must come! I have reserved a seat for you..."

What else He Chaon said next, Lan Feifei could no longer hear clearly. Beads of sweat kept falling from her forehead, and her consciousness gradually became blurred... She even lost the strength to respond perfunctorily.

He Chaoran talked for a long time but didn't hear her response. He vaguely heard the sound of gasping, and he finally realized that something was wrong: "Feifei, Feifei! What's wrong with you?"

After calling several times in a row, he heard Lan Feifei's weak reply: "It's okay...just now..."

She fainted before she could finish the next words.

On the other end of the phone, He Chaoran was still calling her name anxiously, but she could no longer hear him.

"Chaochao, can you start practicing dance again?" The muscular dance instructor called He Chaoran's name on the field.

But He Chaoran was holding his cell phone, his mind going blank. What happened to Feifei? He wished he could fly to her right now.

"Transcendental! Transcendental!" Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, the dance coach had to walk behind him and patted his shoulder.

But He Chaoran turned around and said to him quickly, "Sorry, I have to leave first," and then ran away without looking back.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into his agent.

"Chaoran, where are you going? I have something very important..." The agent was only halfway through what he said when He Chaoran disappeared without a trace.

Lan Feifei fell into a coma and had a hazy dream. Dreaming that He Chaoran was back, he kept patting his face: "Feifei, wake up! Wake up!"

However, she couldn't wake up, and she was crying silently in her heart.

She is so stupid, how could He Chaoran come back. He is currently training in a closed environment, and the concert is about to start...

"Feifei! Don't scare me!" He Chaoran's voice sounded so close and so real. The anxious expression on his face was also so real.

Lan Feifei finally raised her heavy eyelids, and He Chaoran's anxious eyes appeared in her field of vision: "He Chaoran, is it really you?"

She murmured softly, reaching out her hand towards his cheek, wanting to touch him properly. Because she always felt that what she saw was just a phantom.